F64 S.3 EP14 SBTV Freestyle

I am
Heavy on tracks burying cats in a clash
They ain't ready for that
So step back or they better relax
Cos I reckon ill be deading where the enemies at
But they're saying that they're better
I don't get em why they telling me that
They better relax or d d duck down when I get on the track
So when I touch down I be geting in cash
I told em fuck clowns I letting it splash
Splash wanna splash out
The bin man I take the trash out
Them man live in a cash drought
Pull the Barclays, swipe max out
Actors here's a scene you can act out
You and ya boy with ya pants down
One of you got a smile on his face the others ones screaming he's getting whacked out
You was loving it
Flow so cold choking another kid
SB said write an F64
Of course I thought I gotta write sutten big
Most man will say that a bruddas sick
A few man would say that was fucking shit
Ya think I got time for a hater
Bye see you later, suck on your brothers dick
Bodying guys
But this time there ain't a trolley in sight
So what ya gonna say now
How you gonna hate now
Say what ya like I'm nice on mics
Ima do this till I'm caked out
And ill stick to grime
Stay hungry fuck funky
Making a dance is played out
Kill em with F64 the best is left in store so rest assured
How you gonna test me for my bars look so big when I put em next to yours
Easy to beat like sexing a whore
Six o's on my deal you man a grafting for a tens and a score
Go four ways with three friends on a draw
So please pretend that your hard
Go ahead you can even send for me darg
If I don't like what I hear I'm a pull the plug and I don't mean empty the bath
I'm going on mentally fucked
They say I'm potentially nuts
All cos they asked where I come from
I told man straight I was sent from above
I got 16 left
16 of the best that's 4 16's
You've seen all the rest
Retreat to your nest
64 shots like I'm beating a tek
Every other DJ wheeling the decks
Very mature thoughts got cheese in my head
Some MC's spit better than others
If your ain't one of them leave it to them
See me I'm one of them
Won't have nothing from none of them
Send man with a steak for your heart
Won be cupid you won't be in love again
Don't be stupid troopers you ain't got enough of them
Your bluffing then
Flying through the scene at jet speed
I be on flight home next week
64 bars done hold tight SB